The Pitch

There is dark
And there is pitch
It’s funny how dark can feel comforting
And pitch is where the nightmares make a home

I see your silhouette in the dark
Envisioning warmth from lips
Sounds that roll like sweet butter toffee off the tongue
And I know there is only one thing left to do

Then there is the pitch
Alone and n…Read More

Never-Ending Dandelions

A dandelion
is a weed
looking harmless
even beautiful.
Still a weed
overtaking the grass
choking out
all other life.

Memories of you
are dandelions
spreading rapidly
overpowering my mind.
Taking root in all
facets of my brain
weeding my garden always
with every breath I take
you still live in…Read More